A/N: Hey, everyone! Thanks for all the views, follows, favs, and reviews.

I know I said this would only be two chapters, but I feel like this should be its own chapter. So there will probably be two more after this, and, if y'all want an epilogue, I'll write an epilogue. The next chapter is definitely going to be about them telling the family.

Nanettez, I thought about your idea, but I didn't feel Arthur could lie to his family about something this big. But, it might be mentioned in the next chapter. I'm not sure yet.

Here's chapter 2 of Secrets Revealed. Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading.

"Molly," Arthur whispered into the darkness. "Molly," he said a little louder while gently shaking his wife. "Wake up."

"What is it, Arthur?" Molly mumbled, rolling over.

"I need to talk to you about something."

"Can't it wait until tomorrow? Its three thirty in the morning."

"No, I need to talk to you now."

Molly sat up and lit her wand. "What's so important that it can't wait a few more hours?" she asked agitatedly.

Arthur looked into Molly's brown eyes. "Molly, you know I love you, right? And I have never stopped loving you, even for a second."

"Yes, I know that. Where are you going with this, Arthur?" Molly was beginning to worry,

"Wait. First…do you love me?"

"Of course, I do."

"Please, actually say it. I need to hear you say it."

"I love you, Arthur," Molly said sincerely. "Is everything okay?" She was frightened now. Arthur had never acted this way before.

"No." Arthur looked down at the bed and when he looked back up to Molly, she could see something was really bothering him. "Molly, I have been unfaithful to you. I'm so sorry."

"Excuse me?" Molly didn't want to believe what her husband had just confessed.

"It - I - Molly -" Arthur hesitated. "I have another daughter."

"Arthur, this better be some sort of cruel joke," Molly said with an edge to her voice.

Arthur shook his head slowly. "I'm sorry. It's not."

Molly pointed her wand at Arthur and spoke through clenched teeth, "Arthur Septimus Weasley, you have to the count of three to leave my sight, or I swear..."

"Molly, please, just let me explain -"

"- One."

"Dear, please don't do anything rash."

"Two." Molly abruptly got out of bed, wand still directed at Arthur who immediately scrambled out of his side. "I suggest you get out. Now."

"I'm begging you. Please let me explain." Arthur made one last attempt.

"Three!"Arthur took cover just as a hex shot from the tip of an irate Molly's wand.

"Okay! Okay! I'm going!" He made it out the door just as another hex exploded behind him.

He only slowed down when he heard the bedroom door slam shut, but he didn't stop. He figured it best not to stay in the house in case Molly woke up and still hadn't calmed down any. Arthur went out into the cold January night air and locked himself in his shed.

ooOoo

Ginny and Hermione woke to the sound of the sound of an explosion and shouting.

"What was that?" Hermione asked, alarmed.

"I think it was my parents," Ginny replied, rushing to her bedroom door. She stepped out onto the landing with Hermione right behind her.

"Ginny, was that Mum and Dad?" Ron called from the top of the staircase.

The two girls looked up at Ron who was now running down the stairs two at a time. "Yes, I think so," Ginny answered. "Where's Harry?" she asked when Ron reached them and Harry was not with him.

"He's asleep. Surprised he didn't wake up," Ron said, a little out of breath.

"Okay! Okay! I'm going!" Arthur's voice rang through the silent house, followed closely by a loud bang and a flash of light.

The kids were worried. They had no idea what was going on, and, what with the war just ending and Death Eaters still on the loose, it could be an attack, so they drew their wands and cautiously descended the last flight of stairs that separated them from their parents' bedroom. Ron almost hit his father with a hex when Arthur darted onto the landing and down the stairs. The girls were more careful, so they didn't fire any spells when they realized it was Arthur running out of the room.

"You better stay out, Arthur Weasley!" Molly screeched and slammed the door.

Ron and Ginny their father go into the kitchen, then looked out of a nearby window to see where he was going. They watched Arthur enter his shed. Ginny turned her gaze to her parents' closed bedroom door while Ron stared at the shed.

"Fight?" Ginny asked.

Ron scoffed. "At four in the morning?"

"What do you suppose happened?" his sister retorted.

"I don't know. Maybe he – or she could have –" he fished for a reason, then finally gave up. "Fine. I guess you're right."

"Has this happened before?" Hermione asked timidly.

"No," the siblings answered in unison.

"And Mum's never been this angry...well, except when she took down Bellatrix." Ginny turned to her brother. "Ron, this isn't good."

"I'll take Dad, you take Mum," Ron said.

"Why do I always get Mum when she's upset?" Ginny argued.

"Because you're her only daughter."

"I'm Dad's only daughter, too."

"Well, I don't want to go near her when she's that mad. Besides, you're a girl and she's a girl, and I'm a guy and Dad's a guy, so…"

"Fine."

Hermione went back to Ginny's room as Ron took off to the shed and Ginny went to her parents' bedroom.

"Mum?" Ginny knocked on the door. "Mum! Is everything okay? What happened?" The door didn't open and Ginny didn't hear anything when she pressed her ear to the door. Molly had, apparently, put a silencing charm on the room. "Alohamora!" Ginny tried unlocking the door, but it didn't work. After five minutes, she gave up and headed to the shed.

Ron approached the shed. "Dad!" he called as he knocked.

There was no answer. Really? Ron heard? Arthur thought, If he heard, so did everyone else. Damn it! Well, maybe if I don't answer…

"Dad!" he called a bit louder. "I know you're in here. What happened?"

Great, I'm going to have to talk to him. This wasn't supposed to happen until tomorrow...if I'm lucky, they didn't hear what the fight was about. Yeah, that part wasn't loud. Arthur walked over to open the door since he left his wand on the bedside table. Merlin, I hope Molly doesn't break it. He unlocked the door and turned around to walk back to his workbench.

Ron took a step in and closed the door behind him. When he turned back around, Arthurhad his back turned to him.. He wouldn't move any closer until he could determine his Dad's attitude. Ron wasn't sure if Arthur was angry like his Mum was, and he wasn't sure how Arthur would react to his interruption because he clearly wanted to be left alone.

"Dad, do you want to tell me what that was all about?" he asked tentatively.

Arthur turned to face his son, but before he could say anything there was another knock on the door. Both father's and son's hopes were raised a little, thinking it was Molly. Though, Ron thought it was a bit soon for Ginny to have calmed her Mum down and Arthur also thought it unlikely. He motioned for his son to open the door anyway.

Ron gave Ginny a questioning look as she walked in, silently asking about their Mum. She shook her head. "She wouldn't even answer the door. I think she put a silencing charm up, so she may not have even heard me," she told her brother.

Arthur rubbed his face as he sat down on a stool. He hated how much he hurt his Molly. She had never done anything to him in the thirty plus years of knowing each other. She had almost always been the perfect wife and mother and had done everything she could for him.

"Dad," his daughter's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. He hadn't noticed they had moved to sit or stand next to him. They had sensed that he wasn't angry, but upset instead. Their parents never fought or argued often, but whenever they did neither Arthur nor Molly was ever this upset about it. "What was that all about?"

Arthur looked at his two youngest children. "You both know that I love your mother? And this family?"

"Of course, we do," Ron and Ginny answered together.

"But what does that have to do with this?" Ron asked.

Oh, good. They didn't hear what the fight was about. I could just play it off until tomorrow night, Arthur thought. "Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you knew that."

"Are you and Mum – getting a – a divorce?" Ginny asked, hoping her assumption was wrong. She knew her father wasn't telling them the whole truth. There had to be a reason that he felt he needed to make sure they knew he loved their mother and his kids.

Arthur replied hastily, even though he wasn't sure how things would play out now, "No, no. Of course not." He hoped he answered her convincingly.

His kids studied him for a moment, trying to determine if he was telling the truth now and to deciding how to react. Fortunately for Arthur, Ron and Ginny were satisfied with his answer. They still had questions, though.

"What happened, then? Mum looked homicidal." The kids inquired a third time. Arthur could tell that he wouldn't be getting out of this easily. He would either have to tell the truth, lie, or be stern with them. He didn't like any of the options, so he would try to delay having to make a decision.

"It's complicated," he calmly stated.

"It's four in the morning. It can't be that complicated," Ron blurted out.

"Seriously, a fight that lasts a few minutes this early in the morning can't be that hard to understand." Ginny paused for a moment, "Unless, you and Mum were arguing all night," she concluded slowly.

"No, it was only a few minutes. Look, you both need to get back to bed." Arthur attempted to get his kids to stop asking questions and leave him alone.

"But we want to know what caused Mum to get that mad and you to get this upset –" Ron began to protest.

"- What's upsetting me now is that neither of you will drop it! Look, I did something stupid and confessed to your mother." He would have to be stern with them, but he supposed it was better than telling the truth or lying, though.

"What did you do that was so bad?" Ginny was determined to find out the reason behind the argument. Ron obeyed his father and stopped badgering him.

"You'll find out soon enough," Arthur said. "Now, go on." He motioned for them to leave.

"Alright, fine," Ginny conceded. She started for the door with Ron close behind. Before she opened the door, she noticed her father hadn't moved, so she turned around. "Dad, aren't you coming? There are other rooms, and the couch.""

"I think it's safer if I stay out here for tonight…I may need to stay out here until people start showing up for dinner tomorrow, depending on how your Mum is."

"It's freezing out here, though. Put up some heating charms, at least."

"I would, but my wand is inside."

"Here." Ron put up some heating charms while Ginny conjured a pallet for her Dad to sleep on, though he may not do much sleeping tonight. "We'll check on you tomorrow, bring you your wand and some food."

Arthur gave them a wan smile. "Thanks. Well, goodnight."

"Goodnight, Daddy. Love you," Ginny said.

""Night, Dad. Love you."

"I love you both."

Ron and Ginny went back to the house and made their way up the stairs. They tried their Mum's bedroom door on the way up, but it was still locked. Harry was still asleep when Ron returned to his room, and Hermione had fallen asleep by time Ginny got back.